Random Ruminations on Single Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Wine

Month: October 2015

WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS POETRY AND IT MAY CONTAIN ANGST (I warned you) MERLOT Scrubbing the stain of last night’s spilt wine, Foaming suds bristling and popping, Unable to erase the burnt Merlot Seeped deep into the fabric. Such a simple mistake, The wobbling of a glass when Our parting fingers brushed Against its stem. … More Burnt Merlot

The first time I met my bug guy he hugged me. I could be wrong but I’m fairly certain this isn’t the kind of thing exterminators do upon meeting single male clients for the first time. Maybe it involves a chest bump? If I were all shacked up the exterminator is one of those things … More Ants in the Dishwasher

THE LONG ROAD TO EMBRACING THE PLUS NONE There I was just this past June on the dance floor, swaying in a slow circle with my favorite partner—an icy long neck bottle that was growing warmer under my clutch. My beer lets me lead and there’s no danger of it crushing the toes that … More Slow Dancing With My Beer